I only drink to make other people seem more interesting
Like partying in your best friend's basement circa. 1979- probably hasen't been cleaned since then either. Come to think of it, same applies to most of the regulars.
This bar is near the corner of Main Street and 7th Street. Its in Skid Row. Its point of interest is that it is in the title montage of the film written by Charles Bukowski, "Barfly". At that time, the neon sign was still working. I'm interested in restoring the sign. There is no "bartime" at this bar. The stay open right up to 2:00 AM, at which time everyone is pushed out the door.
If your scared of entering a dark dingy place that may or may not have undesirables loitering around the front, no problem. Once your in the front doors keep your back to the wall. I've never seen anything go down, but you may feel safe for your first few visits.
Cheap beer and great jazz...nice sacrafice. Impress your new girlfriend and show her how brave you are!
Come on down. Land of the free and home of the drunk.
PS-must get along well with Natives.
No windows, the same toothless drunks in there at noon as at midnight, gross mural on the exterior depicting creepy-faced buxom she-otters and sleazy he-otters merrily socializing with a pint or two, and to top it off, it's supremely dank and non-descriptly awful inside the bar.
Cheap liquor and beer are the specialties of the house.
Deep under the surface of Portland lies the famous Geno's. The only way in is through a black door and down a narrow flight of stairs. Once down there, there is no escape, no help, as your cell phone has no service. A band will be playing loud punk music, ideally. The beer is no frills. The mixed drinks are strong. The bartender is trashed.
The lady's room has seen some action. The green room has seen more.
The most famous true tale of Geno's is GG Allen took a shit on the stage, and Geno himself kicked him out.
drunken bums, street folk trying to sell you things (from sunglasses to electric beard trimmers), rowdy natives, $1.50 draft, live country bands every night, ladies and theyre johns...on hastings.
in fact, there is nothing classy about this place.
to quote the vancouver courier:
"It's 3 o'clock on a Wednesday afternoon and tables at the Grand Union Hotel on Hastings Street, three blocks west of Main, are almost full."
Kings is the home of the pickled brainered!
people fuck in the bathrooms, condoms on the floor put out cigarette's on the floor and maybe a on a mild nite you might get the chance to pick glass outta your head or ass! and a free titty dance from the barmaid who is drunk and missing a few teeth. check it out!
nelson's dance palace.
wooden schack on the slopes of town down to the river. he has dancing vibes when a school bus of young students come visit the town. but mostly there are 5 local drunks at the bar with guns on them.
if it is closed just yell at the gate and tell them you are william from holland. he will open up and turn some lights on, beware you will be paying for all the beers served!!!
no sweat!! there is no cover charge!!!
Bar 2000 is the bar to be for all kinds of people. From the dusty backpacker to the local drunk. Liquor is good and cheap. Try the best rum in the world, Flor de Cana, imported from nearby Nigaragua. Don't be surprised to meet blow snorting people on your way to the toilet. As Colombia is nearby prices are low and quality is good. To bad that the bar closes at 1.00 o'clock in the morning, only comfort is that every bar in Antigua closes at that time. Try bar 2000 at any day of the week except on sunday as it is prohibited to sell any liquor after 20.30 at night on sunday. In the beginning of the evening (around 18.00) there are movies and big games (NBA, NFL, NHL, Soccer etc.) shown on a big screen.
Budget hotel and bar, with inhouse dealer by now, definitely smokey with a low ceiling, live music every day, usually from the same group of musicians. Great place to meet all those young tourists drooling over amsterdam's culture, 'cos it's nearly in the redlight area, close to central station.
Check their website for some pictures and more info. The sign "don't put your cigarette on the pool table" says it all, I'd say.
UPDATE: this bar has moved to Leidseplein area
The Stone Lion is by far one of the best dive bars I've ever expeienced. Almost literally a hole in the wall, the bar, jukebox and 2 or 3 round tables take up almost the entire bottom floor. Luckily, there's an outdoor section and an upstairs, which is where you'll find the restrooms, dartboards, a second jukebox and the terrace. The restrooms are an experience in and of themselves. Not quite as scary as you'd expect toilets in a dive bar to be, but there's still good graffiti. From the terrace you can see the rest of downtown Chattanooga, including the Tennessee Aquarium. The jukebox has everything you could possibly want in bar music from punk and 80s rock and metal to country. They even have the Dropkick Murphies. The beer selection is pretty good too. Read more »
if downtown everything closes down you will have to go to the "carretera" the main road to managua.
thats where the disco's are and of course some sleazy bar.
take the road from hotel europa (which is not the main entrance to town) and ON THE WAY TO the "carretera" is on your left hand a "cantina" i forgot the name(excuse me but it was late already)
regular "ranchero's"blaring from the stereo but the funny thing was a ditch all around the place, i mean also under your feet if you sit at the bar!!!!
so obvious to say there is no other toilets in this place!!!
keep one thing in mind. if you have to vomit... the locals turn around and vomit against the wall
The exact address I am not sure about, it is one of the small side streets starting from "calle Assaonadors", very near "Calle Princesa". Just ask any "night-type" person you see walking around in that neighbourhood, and he or she will know. The club can only be recognized from the outside by its grey door on which you have to knock and then wait until they let you in. Read more »